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Chapter 1020: The depressing breakfast time

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    The action of hitting someone is clean and neat.  Zhang Fan wanted to give himself a thumbs up.  His style of play is purely to use strength and speed to bully people.  Speaking of which, this style of attacking first and blocking other people's attacks is really a bit like the so-called Jeet Kune Do.

    ¡°Forget it, since people in Hong Kong like to call it that, let¡¯s call it that.

    Zhang Fan doesn¡¯t know who is better at fighting between himself and Bruce Lee, but in Chinese kung fu, at least in the Chinese kung fu movie industry, Bruce Lee is a legend.  It turned out to be a very common street fight.  After being labeled as Bruce Lee and Jeet Kune Do, it seems normal to attract much attention.

    ¡°I have to say that this woman Jia Ru is really reliable in her work.  Zhang Fan could clearly see that the man in the video was a bit taller than he actually was.  It's almost as tall as the Minzhi I saw just now.  And there was no sense of disobedience during the entire fight.

    That post was manually pinned to the top and has been viewed thousands of times.  Zhang Fan felt a little sore in his balls.  I didn't take action immediately because I was afraid of attracting others' attention.  Unexpectedly, a large crowd of people gathered in the end.  It seems that I really can¡¯t be too high-profile in the future.

    Zhang Fan closed his phone and lay on the pillow with his eyes closed.  He no longer cares how popular that post will be.  Even if his whereabouts were revealed, Zhang Fan asked himself that if he wanted to leave, no one would be able to keep him.  Unless Jinxin Pictures can really get a group of gunmen to blatantly set fire on him on the street.

    If this situation were in Hong Kong before the handover, we might still be able to see it, but after the handover Haha, if you dare to do this, even if Zhang Fan doesn't engage in their Jinxin Pictures, Jinxin Pictures is not far from being finished.  .

    "Brother Shiran, don't be like this. We are all friends here, why don't you be happy?"

    ¡°Really, I don¡¯t even know what to say when you say that.¡±

    "Brother Yu Sheng, don't be angry."

    "Brother Shiran, can we chat privately?"

    Students who have watched Saint Seiya all know this.  When people close some of their senses, other senses will become more sensitive.  After Zhang Fan closed his eyes and calmed himself down, his ears became particularly sensitive.  Although the sound insulation effect of the room here was pretty good, Zhang Fan still heard the sound coming from next door.

    There was a bit of anxiety and helplessness in Minzhi's voice.  At the end, it became more or less crying.  Zhang Fan could only secretly be speechless.  Apparently someone among the people watching her live broadcast started a quarrel.

    It can only be said that wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

    After Zhang Fan¡¯s hands changed the feng shui, although the room was small, it was still very comfortable to lie down on.

    Zhang Fan, who had been running around all day, slowly fell asleep after adjusting his breath a few times.  Before falling asleep, the last sound Zhang Fan heard in his ears seemed to be Minzhi's low sobs in the corridor

    The next morning, Zhang Fan woke up early.  At this time, people are basically on their way to work, so it is not a good time to explore the terrain.  Zhang Fan decided to go downstairs to have breakfast or something.  Although the food here on Hong Kong Island really doesn¡¯t taste that good.  But after coming here, if you don¡¯t eat once, you will always feel like a loss.

    After washing up, open the door.  Zhang Fan happened to see Liu Jia walking in from outside carrying several plastic bags.

    "Zhang Zichuan, are you awake? I just bought breakfast for you."

    Liu Jia said and lifted the bag in his hand.

    "Hong Kong-style breakfast is not suitable for our northerners' tastes. The ones I bought are all ones I have tasted before. You should like them."

    "Compared with yesterday, Liu Jia's smile now has a little more vitality.  This is what a woman in her 20s should look like.

    "Okay, then I'd rather be respectful than obey."

    Yesterday¡¯s wonton noodles really scared Zhang Fan.  Although he is not very picky about food, it would still be unbearable if he eats that kind of food every meal.  Liu Jia is also from the north, so I believe the food she picked is quite delicious.

    "Then you help me take these things to the kitchen first, and I'll call my companion. Besides me, there is a little sister living here."

    Liu Jia is from Mongolia, and she carries some pride from the grassland. She is not as reserved as ordinary girls. After speaking, she handed the things she carried to Zhang Fan.

    Of course Zhang Fan didn¡¯t mind carrying some food with him.

    Zhang Fan sent breakfast to the kitchen, and Liu Jia gently knocked on Minzhi's door.

    After a few knocks, Minzhi¡¯s door opened.  The girl was still wearing the same clothes as last night, her eyes were red and her face was very haggard.

    "Minzhi, what's the matter with you?"??His fans did it, especially the big brother opposite who is also very good at buying gifts. Any anchor will feel a headache when encountering this kind of situation.

    "Well, thank you, Sister Jiajia."

    Minzhi nodded slightly and took a small bite of the bun, but kept it in his mouth with no intention of chewing. Looking at the dull eyes, he was obviously starting to be in a daze.

    Liu Jia smiled apologetically at Zhang Fan.  Originally, Zhang Fan was invited to have breakfast, but this happened.  Although the taste of breakfast will not change, this depressing atmosphere will always make people uncomfortable.

    Zhang Fan shook his head gently, saying it didn't matter.

    Compared to what happened with Luo Qianqian, the depressing atmosphere at the dinner table was nothing to him.

    After trying the Hong Kong-style fried noodles and rice rolls, Zhang Fan felt that they were still not as delicious as the ones he had eaten in Jiangzhou, but compared to yesterday¡¯s bowl of wonton noodles that had really bad ingredients but tasted very bad, this was already so good.  too much.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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